Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1182 The Crow's New Mission
"Look! Look!"

Like a wild dog let loose, it fled an unknown distance in an instant. Still shaken, the thrush clenched its fists, feeling its strength surge again, and couldn't help but cry out with a mournful face:

"I've become stronger! I've become stronger again!"

"..."

"If we don't consider this the truth, even if both of you attacked me together, you probably couldn't beat me! We're doomed!!!"

"..."

"What did I tell you? What did I tell you? The God of Cookery is not to be trifled with! It's best to stay far away from him! And now? And now?!"

"..."

Now... now the God of Food can probably eat whoever he wants, except for [Father].

Recalling the agonizing howls of the Dream Lord and the brain that was devoured bit by bit amidst the howls, leaving not even a trace, the two kings, Qing and Hong, couldn't help but exchange a glance and saw the same look of fear in each other's eyes.

They were naturally familiar with the origin of Lyon's title as the "God of Cookery," but knowing the news and witnessing it firsthand are two different things; at the very least, the impact is on a completely different level.

Especially since they were once so arrogant and almost devoured their own Dream Master, but were suddenly "turned on the offensive" and faced a long death that lasted for two and a half months, it really made the two kings of Qing and Hong feel a chill run down their spines.

The others are hard to say, but the two of them are mortal enemies of humanity! Only one of them can survive! If they were to fall into the God of Food's mouth one day, their deaths would likely be even more gruesome than those of the Dream Lord! And…

I threatened him with the God of Cookery's sister!
Recalling her encounters with Leon, especially the time on Paradise Mountain when she used Melanie to force Leon to hand over his [lifespan], Wanwu Tianchan felt a chill run down her spine, as if a pair of dark, piercing eyes were staring intently at her, ready to pounce at any moment.

"Calm down first..."

Sensing the extreme confusion in the Heavenly Cicada's mind, and the growing fear within it, the Crimson King quickly patted his old friend on the back, forcing himself to remain calm:
"The God of Cookery is indeed somewhat...unexpected, but no matter how special he is, only the Father can achieve final victory!"

Even if the God of Food swallowed the Dream Resting Ruler whole and obtained the source left behind by the Sea Abyss Ruler, he would only have gathered the three sources: 3, 7, and 9. He only obtained a small portion of the source of the Sea Abyss Ruler.

"But before he even left the mortal world, [Father] had already extracted the roots of five complete material planes: the Abyss of the Sea, the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils, the Land of Insufficiency, the Realm of the Yin Pot, and the Plain of the Shepherd. This is more than double the quantity of the God of Food's resources, so [Father] cannot possibly lose!"

Yes, you're right, [Father] could never lose to the God of Cookery, of course I know that... But what about me? The God of Cookery can't beat [Father], but surely he can't defeat me?

"Yes, the God of Cookery... is nothing to fear!"

After reluctantly replying, the All-Encompassing Cicada took a deep breath and then said with a worried expression:
"But what about Father's orders? Father previously instructed us to guard outside the Valley of Dreams, and after the God of Food and the Lord of Dreams have decided their battle, to find a way to slightly hinder the victor..."

Stop him? How? By using my own body to block the God of Food's tongue and give him a good feast?
"It's not that we didn't want to stop them, it's just that we couldn't..."

After a slight movement of his throat, the Crimson King, equally caught in a dilemma, hesitated before asking in return:

"After all, we are the most outstanding pillar gods under the Father's command, and the only four beings who have the chance to reach transcendence. Shouldn't we be somewhat more forgiving? Besides, this mission wasn't a deliberate failure. We really couldn't stop the enraged God of Food. The Father... she probably won't hold it against us, right?"

"Yes."

Behind the two kings, Qing and Hong, the thrush said in a low voice:
"Although your father has a good temper, he is still quite petty. You will certainly be punished for your poor performance this time."

"you shut up!"

Hearing the thrushes chirping behind them, including their father, the already terrified Qing and Hong kings were suddenly enraged. They turned around and glared at the thrushes behind them, shouting:
"You dare to comment on 'Father'?... You... Why do you have two?"

"What, you don't recognize me just because I look different?"

The one of the two "Crows" who had just spoken chuckled, then shrank slightly, transforming back into Frederica. She looked up at the two kings, Blue and Red, who were far taller than her, and asked with a smile:
"The thrush has no right to judge me, but surely I have the right to judge myself?"

father? !

Upon seeing Frederica's sudden appearance, the Blue and Red Kings were startled and immediately apologized, trembling with fear.

"us……"

"Alright, there's no need to apologize. If you could change, you would have done so long ago, instead of waiting until now to come and beg for forgiveness."

Seemingly in a very good mood, Frederica smiled and said:

"Well, if you didn't stop me, then you didn't. Anyway, my initial expectation of you was just to help out a little when the conditions were right. I never expected you to actually do anything for me. I'm actually quite happy that you guys managed to hold out until now."

"?!!!"

Hearing Frederica's assessment, the Blue and Red Kings and the Crow felt a pang of anxiety, realizing that things were going to turn out badly and that this time things were unlikely to end well.

However, seeing their alarmed expressions, Frederica smiled and then waved her hand dismissively, saying:

"Don't be afraid, I was telling the truth just now. When I first came out of Lyon's dream, I had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on. I knew that you wouldn't be able to help me this time."

His struggle with Number 7 mostly takes place in the dream realm. Even I could barely protect myself if I went in. If you guys went in, you'd probably be swallowed up in an instant. I'm not going to let you die in vain.

call……

Seeing that Frederica wasn't joking and genuinely didn't intend to hold their desertion against them, the Blue and Red Kings and the Crow breathed a sigh of relief. However…

"Although there are extenuating circumstances, you still disobeyed my orders, so the punishment you deserve is unavoidable."

Seeing the three of them tense up again, Frederica smiled and said:
"Don't worry, it's not a severe punishment. It's just that I need you three to do one more thing for me... You three go and keep an eye on the God of Cookery."

"?!!!"

Us? Staring at the God of Cookery?!
Looking at the smiling Frederica in front of him, and recalling Leon's slow and deliberate eating earlier, the all-powerful cicada couldn't help but whisper a prayer:
“Father…we…it’s not that we don’t want to work for you, but if the God of Cookery finds out about the three of us…”

"As long as he doesn't find out, that's fine."

After pointing to the palm of the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada, Frederica smiled and said:

"Although I was just an incarnation with little power when I returned to the Old Land with Leon, I wasn't powerless. While he was in a dream, I left corresponding runes on him. As soon as Leon gets close enough, or starts to direct his will towards you, the runes on your hand will react immediately. Then you can just have the raven take you away. With his current level of control over the Root, he shouldn't even be able to detect your presence."

I see……

After hearing Frederica's arrangements, the three pillar gods finally relaxed. Although keeping an eye on the God of Food was a deadly task, with the double protection of the secret rune warning and the disaster avoidance, the three of them should not be swallowed by the God of Food.

"What about you?"

Having successfully weathered the crisis, the Crimson King secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked with an eager expression:

"What are you going to do next..."

"Of course I need to take a good rest now."

After stretching and yawning, Frederica couldn't help but complain:

"I was already exhausted when I smashed the Shepherd's Plains, and you guys were really useless. I had to run this trip in the real world by myself. To avoid being discovered by Leon and Number 7, I even had to stay in my dream for two and a half months before coming out. How can I not get a good rest?"

"We...we are ashamed..."

"Alright, don't be ashamed. Just keep a close watch on things."

After turning and walking towards the boundless star realm, Frederica gave the order in a somewhat languid voice:

"Although I didn't manage to get the big prize, I've collected some of the origins of Number 7 over the past two months. I have four material planes' worth of origins to deal with, so I probably won't be able to focus on Leon for a while. You guys have to keep an eye on him for me."

Also, I suspect he might not return to the mortal realm immediately, but will linger in the Old World for a while. You all need to be on your guard; no matter which material plane he goes to, it's best to pay him a visit beforehand.”

"The meaning of 'visit' is..."

"It will ruin his reputation."

Frederica's figure vanished into the astral plane, while the Beacon Mark in the hand of the All-Encompassing Cicada opened its eyes at the opportune moment and spoke in a leisurely tone:

"Your mission is to give my compatriots a good reminder of what happens when you 'team up' with the God of Cookery, so they don't actually join forces against me... Oh, by the way!"

At this point, seemingly remembering something, Frederica used the mark to give a final instruction:
"If conditions permit, it would be best to extract the memories of Number 7 being eaten for two and a half months and play them on a loop in the sky above those material planes. Also, make Number 7's wailing sound more shrill, so that everyone who sees Leon's face will tremble."

I remember that some of my compatriots value the opinions of their own people. You should try to find opportunities to spread the word about the God of Food's brutality and ferocity among them. That way, even if they ultimately choose to cooperate, they will inevitably harbor resentment due to the resistance of their own people.

"Um... basically, we need to find ways to trip him up and try to disrupt any possibility of cooperation between him and other material planes, understand?"

Good guy...

Unexpectedly, the core of the task from their "father" was to become an online troll and wage a propaganda war. The three pillar gods were momentarily at a loss for words, but they still nodded in response one after another:

"understood……"

"We remember."

"Remember it and then do it."

The secret pattern on the palm of the Heavenly Cicada of All Things instructed:

“Take it seriously. This method may seem childish, but if done well, it should be quite effective... Oh, and after you three finish what I asked you to do, you have to go back to the real world again.”

"After discovering that Leon wasn't Number 3, I deliberately left several secret runes in the mortal realm, intending to slowly sift through the clues to find the real Number 3. Once my runes find the real Number 3, you're all to infiltrate the mortal realm and find a way to bring the real Number 3 back…" (Thrush)

Looking up at the thrush that had suddenly begun to tremble, the lighthouse imprint asked with admiration:

"I'll entrust this task to you then! How about it? Are you confident you can do it?"

……

As expected, Frederica's identity was questionable.

While the raven was given a glorious and arduous task, Leon also successfully found the one that carried his own aura among the countless broken dreams left behind by the Dream Master.

Green hills, ponds, grasslands, small villages... and an old ox that had made a mess of its room, eventually pulling out tobacco from under a drawer and learning to roll cigarettes with its hooves.

Everything was so normal, almost exactly as it had been when I left, except for one person who was missing... the saintess of the old land's remnants, Frederica, whose soul was full of hope.

Furthermore, the source that should have been within the Valley of Dreams was not entirely absorbed by the Dream Master; about 25% of it was secretly consumed by the dream itself.

However, within this exceptionally stable dream, there was no trace of the source. All the sources that converged upon this dream vanished along with Frederica, like river water sifted through a sieve, leaving not a single trace behind.

Frederica...

Looking at the dream in his hand, which was still functioning normally and even more realistic than before, even though Frederica, the "dream master," was nowhere to be found, Leon couldn't help but close his eyes and sigh helplessly.

It seems that all the talk about supporting Director Armando and the idea of ​​the old-world people wanting to relocate to the present world to avoid disaster was a complete lie. This trip to the old world was a scam from the very beginning.

Frederica's true purpose was probably to lure herself to the territory of the Dream Ruler, attract the Dream Ruler's will, and then take the opportunity to infiltrate the source of all dreams and steal the root of the entire dream plane.

If I hadn't obtained the "One Thousand and One Nights" and been able to freely enter and exit the dream world, I would inevitably be constantly fighting against the will of the Lord of Dreams in those 840,000 dreams, even repeatedly consuming each other's source of strength in a tug-of-war.

At that point, let alone two and a half months, it might take two and a half years to get out of there.

While the Dream Lord is enormous and almost impossible to destroy by normal means, the price is an extremely lack of control. After all, no matter how strong his will is, it is impossible for him to "fill" every part of the 840,000 dreams. If his methods are well concealed, he will be impossible to detect.

Once the struggle between himself and him begins and enters the stage of mutual consumption of the root, the Dream Master, who was already unable to take care of everything, will have most of his will immediately be drawn away, making it even more impossible for him to notice that one in 840,000 has a problem. After all, who can notice that a single hair on his body has changed color?
As for Frederica's true identity... who else could be the one who could deceive him and the Dream Master's investigation and take away 25% of the Root Source right under his nose, besides Number 1?
　Um...you know...cough cough...Or2...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)